Luyện nghe bài hát Panic Attack (the P.a.)

Little got a little pill to swallow
A little water to follow it the tunnel
Gotta lotta but the house is hollow
Got a lot of holes, never the shovel
Panic attack, so what's the of attack?
You had to be had. You cut in half. You had to
You battle your shadow from front to back
Stack up the stats. Handle the math, and that'll be
your head up. I know your fed up
But let it get up to the top of them steps love
Instead of playin' with the pieces got messed up
get up, we goin' out to catch the best buzz
Self-medicated, spirit on
Help take the self-made self-hate and it
And I could tell you it when you felt naked
but the poison tastes great, wanna know how the they made it?
And if the don't kill you, the city will
Simply for the of wiping up a sticky spill
tricky get busy of a fifty bill
So take the little pill straight to your grill

Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.

So you drinking? So what you popping?
So you eating? So what you dropping?
So what you So what you sniffing?
So how you coping? So what's the

Contagious, it runs like the paint
the sober and over anxious
The pages of pain make the songs on the playlist
The renegade rain that just to flood the bassment
Look honey needs a help-up buddy
No drug-free, the streets would be hella bloody
Do you yourself a patient of a junky?
The only thing that separates is who takes money
All like we're gonna go buck wild
Order up a shot, prescription up now
Pop (what?) distracted by the rush while
we fight all night about what to name the love
I'm on that go nuts life that got that gold
Fresh fly wild what like the cold crush
No luck, don't much, just an old flush
made up of Queen high off the faux-blush
outs, leak out, and bleed out, and speak out
and reroute and seak out the weak
And we doubt, but when I see it out
the I'll believe for now, it's all "peace, I gotta be out."

Here it comes, there it goes again. attack. [x8]

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